I'll be back
As my Twitter updates have recently stated, I am currently enduring The Cluster Headache that Seeks to Destroy My Soul...Part II. The right side of my face is at "Have you had a stroke?" level. I am posting under the influence of Random Narcotics, as I am bored and unable to sleep.
I hope to post something far more interesting soon, and am actually working (mentally) on the following: "100 Things..." [broken down into at least five entries], "The Later Effects of My College Personal Ad", "The Boy who Broke my Heart", "I Spent Summers with Random Hippies" and "Why Most of My Co-Workers Deserve a Solid Stompin'."
Okay, the last one was mostly commentary. I probably won't post any more about that. You know, until after the next meeting (Monday)...when I again offer to deliver a Pocket Full of Bite Me to everyone else in the room. I'll at least let you know how that turns out.
In the mean time, go back to whatever it is you were doing. Do me a favor before you leave, okay? Let me know which story you'd like to hear first. If there's something else you'd like to know about, post it in the comments.
I hope to post something far more interesting soon, and am actually working (mentally) on the following: "100 Things..." [broken down into at least five entries], "The Later Effects of My College Personal Ad", "The Boy who Broke my Heart", "I Spent Summers with Random Hippies" and "Why Most of My Co-Workers Deserve a Solid Stompin'."
Okay, the last one was mostly commentary. I probably won't post any more about that. You know, until after the next meeting (Monday)...when I again offer to deliver a Pocket Full of Bite Me to everyone else in the room. I'll at least let you know how that turns out.
In the mean time, go back to whatever it is you were doing. Do me a favor before you leave, okay? Let me know which story you'd like to hear first. If there's something else you'd like to know about, post it in the comments.
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16 Comments:
My vote goes to "The Later Effects of My College Personal Ad". And since I'm the first vote, I think it should carry the weight of three votes!
Really hope your headache goes away soon. That sucks.
Summers with random hippies ought to be good!
Def. the boy who broke my heart! I"m such a sucker for relationship stuff.
Hippies, as long as it ends with beating them or otherwise scissors and hair.
hoping your headache-less soon. Or sooner.
(OMG, my word verification is "frickin" They must have known it's ME...)
I'd like to hear the story of how you and Tracy were separated at birth. Random Narcotics indeed. ;-)
Ouchie! Feel better soon!
Summers with random hippies...now that is something I could get into. Hope those random narcotics are helping...I'm feeling your pain.
You need a dark, dark room, several nips of whiskey, and a long nap. We'll be here waiting when you wake up.
Hippies, fer shur.
Then the coworkers one. Violence and your posts just seem to get along so well.
Hope you're well on the road to recovery by now.
*snort* "A pocket full of Bite Me" will be used by moi at the very next opportunity for such a sentiment. In fact, I may even socially engineer such an occasion. Because the line is just That Good.
Personally, I would enjoy hearing about the Co-Workers in need of a Solid Stompin'.
Feel better soon!!
Your headache description was so vivid that the side of my face began to sag with sympathy symptoms. Oh bless your heart, bless your heart.
I believe concentrating on stompin' co-workers would bring you the most relief from pain.
Take care!
Random Hippies!
Sounds like something I would enjoy reading. But right behind that is co-workers who deserve a solid stomin', cause we all work with some of those.
Sorry to hear about the headaches. Meditation in a dark room with an internal appication of alcohol usually works for me.
Hope you're feeling better by now. And Hippies if it involves nudity and group sex, What can I say I'm a guy.
Always a fan of random hippies. Specific hippies are okay too.
College Personal definitely... and then the rest of 'em, because they all seem like solid stompable topics.
Sorry about the illness of doom! I've been 'enjoying' lousy sleep the last cuppa weeks, and can relate to the up late/ tired/ bored combo.
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